els clad in glistening whiteness,
Heard the wondrous news unfolding
'Mid that dazzling scene of brightness;--
"Glory, Glory!" peace, and kindness,
Light is breaking on our blindness.

III

Glorious morn! The sun uprising,
Shone upon a world rejoicing;
God is with us, truth surprising;
List to song the message voicing,--
"Glory, Glory!" ages told it,
Heavenly voices now unfold it.

IV

God adored, our nature wearing!
Ah, such condescending meekness!
Stooping to a world despairing,
Full of pity for our weakness;--
"Glory, Glory!" praises swelling,
God hath made with man His dwelling.

{techthentos tou Christou.}

I

Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills,
More radiant far than any earthly morn;
'Tis heavenly light that all creation fills;--
The Christ is born.

II

Mystery profound, through all the ages sealed,
Now, to a world all hopeless, and forlorn,
In Bethlehem's manger is at length revealed;--
The Christ is born.

III

Lo, from their watch, the herdsmen raise their eyes,
For, dazzling light the robe of night had torn,
And angels poured their raptures from the skies,--
The Christ is born.

IV

Bring ye your gifts of gold and incense rare
Wise men who come, all travel-stained and worn,
Find ye the Child, and pay your homage there;--
The Christ is born.

V

Hail to the morn, the world exulting sings;
Only to Him, in fealty we are sworn,
Lord of our lives, Immortal King of kings!--
The Christ is born.

{hoi magoi ta dora prospherousin;}

{hoi poimenes to thauma keryttousin.}

I

Hail to the King, Who comes in weakness now,
No wreath of gold encircleth His brow,
Lowly His state,--in lowly worship bow;
Hail to the King!

II

Born of His Maiden Mother, pure as snow,
Son of our God, begotten long ago,
Ere yet t